The man who arrived was carrying an iron pole on his shoulder; it was Elder Yin from White Tiger Hall.
Those on the fringes of the Demon Cult in attendance slightly changed their expressions upon hearing the voice.
They looked at Zhao Rong, then turned their gazes to Elder Yin.
"Elder, this… this… isn't this inappropriate?"
People of the Orthodox Path were somewhat horrified; had the Demon Cult produced yet another formidable figure?
Such arrogance in his tone!
It was one thing to say he would kill the Heavenly King, but to kill that person from Hengshan too?
The disciples of White Tiger Hall were about to say something, but suddenly another loud and unfettered voice echoed!
"Hahahaha!"
"Xiang Wentian, today you won't escape even if you had wings!"
Upon hearing this voice, the subordinates of White Tiger Hall dared not speak any further.
This second man, a big fellow with ringed eyes, was She Wuluan, the Deputy Hall Master of the White Tiger Hall.
